.:.Chapter Six.:.
Hope you guys enjoy!
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The Gift
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It had been almost two weeks since Remus had proposed to Harry and he still couldn't help breaking into a smile when he woke up and saw the blonde hair toussled upon the pillow next to him.
He was currently led beside him, stroking strands out of his sleeping lovers face and watching as the calm rising sun slowly crept up onto the pale features. He blew at a strand gently and smiled when Remus twitched but didn't wake.
He had recently taken to recording everything about their relationship in a simialr manner to the Marauder Diary he's been reading. He placed his thoughts, pictures, poems and everything else that Remus inspired within him. Watching him like this though, the sun kissing the beautiful skin and his lips slightly parted as he lay blissfully in their bed, made him want to write it all down again and so, his pendant Remus had given him swinging slightly on his neck, he reached under the bed and pulled out a leather black book which had a raised celtic design of a moon and wolf.
He picked up a quill and checking Remus was still asleep, slipped on his glasses, lay on his stomach with the book propped up on his pillow and throwing one more glance at his werewolf for inspiration began to write.
"A touch of skin soft and slippery,
With the hint of hint of sweat.
We fought our resistance beneath the cool sheets,
As the wind flowed from the window above us.
Eyes met briefly and begged for the chance,
To abandon all of our uncertainties.
You began your work on my lips,
Probing gently as if drawing sex,
From a deep well of longing and need.
Then heated tongues met in the midst,
Of hot and quickening breath.
And greedily we drank the wine of our lusts.
Then intoxicated with those spirits,
Our clothes found resting place on the floor.
Piece by piece,
Until there were no hiding places,
For the two glistening and wanting bodies.
Hunger revealed in this hot moment.
Then skin meshed with skin,
As the floor became the stage.
You moved atop of me easily,
And lowered yourself gently.
Kissing me as I was filled with you.
As a gasp broke the kiss,
Your hands stroked the stray strands,
Away from my forehead, then became entangled.
Our slow rhythm gave way,
To urgent and demanding thrusts of passion,
As I arched my body for your comfort,
And you threw me into ecstasy,
With the strength of your blows.
You left me screaming and soaked,
In oblivion again and again,
As you growled my name from the back of your throat,
And our bodies both demanded more,
Each giving to the other,
High on the fluids of foreign substance.
I grasped, then released you,
Grasped then released you,
In effort to relieve you of your control.
The taste of your skin between my lips,
Was like no other.
To hear your cry of mercy,
When my teeth met your warm skin,
Was more breathtaking than you knew.
Yet I still released the control to you.
As you wound your hands in my hair,
And pulled until the flesh on my neck was taut,
You moved with one final and breaking blow,
Forcing our way to the peaks of bliss,
Leaving our screams to echo on like battle cries.
I welcomed the weight of you to crush me,
As you collapsed on top of me,
Still hot and burning,
And I glowing like an ember,
Casting a welcome light,
Should you seek my gifts again."
He scanned it over and blew on it to dry the ink when he felt Remus's mind waking up. He turned to him and sub-counciously placed the rather erotic poem on the bedside table.
Remus opened his eyes and smiled to see Harry watching him. The werewolf just couldn't get over the feeling that every morning of his life he would wake up like this. Looking at his Shadow. He reached his hand up and gently traced Harry's jaw, "Good morning." He said his voice still gruff with sleep.
Harry closed his eyes and leant into the hand upon his face. He slipped his glasses off and after placing them on the bedside he kissed Remus with a happy moan. He slide his hand over the bare chest and felt arousal taking over again as his mind slipped back to the poem.
He pulled away blushing and coughed to cover up any more moans. He smirked as he shuffled the sheets around his waist to hide anything that may cause his Fiance to 'let out the animal' when he was feeling rather peckish.
"So what do you want for breakfact lover?" He asked innocently.
Remus hadn't been alive for 38 years for nothing, and he felt the rise in Harry's emotions. With a growl he placed a long soft kiss in the crook of Harry's neck, "Flip on breakfast, Harry, you taste much better." he said against Harry's skin.
Harry leant his head back and let out a small whimper of pleasure.
("Oh who am I kidding, I've already lost!") He thought cheerfully and pulled the lilthe form to him and they both whooped in shock as they tumbled out of the bed.
They lay on the floor laughing and both looked at each other as they said in unison, "3...2...1.." And then a knocking from downstairs started almost instantly accompanied by Molly Weasley's voice. They both cracked up again and resumed kissing.
Remus didn't bother moving back up to the bed the sheets had fallen around them creating a pallet of sorts. Once again showing his dominance he straddled Harry rocking his hips slightly as he kissed the soft skin around Harry's ears and under his chin.
Harry moaned rather loudly and dropped his head back to give his Fiance better accsess. He may have been to loud as the knocking started again and Harry's eyes flew open.
"Oh for the love of...." And he angrily pounded the floor to respond to the knocks, waited briefly in the silence until they started up again and Harry again banged against the floor.
"How the hell did she have so many kids, all she seems to do is kill the mood." He grumpled a little peeved and turned back to the man on top of him who was shaking with stifled laughs.
Harry smiled cheekily and sat up to kiss the smooth lips of his lover. They were just getting back into it when a loud rumble came from Harry's stomach and they broke apart laughing.
Remus just shook his head with a smile and helped his lover from the floor. Both dressed in comfortable cargo pants, Harry pulling on a black sweater and Remus pulling on a red one.
The stairs rumbled as they ascended, racing to the bottom as two children would.
Ron quirked an amused eyebrow as they both fell into the kitchen and instantly feigned innocence whilst sitting themselves down. Remus stood briefly to make a coffee over by a smirking Mr. Weasley and Ron nudged Harry slightly to get his attention.
"Has he got you a ring yet?" He whispered and smiled cheekily.
"Ron I don't care about no ring, I'm engaged to him thats enough for me." He said with a huge smile creeping once more upon his face.
Remus quirked his eyebrow at Harry as he took a sip of black coffee but just received an angelic smile from Harry. He didn't trust him for a minute. Yes the werewolf had his mate a ring already, but he hadn't yet decided if he wanted to let him go ahead and wear it or keep it secret, keep it safe, until the wedding day.
Harry seemed perfectly happy without wearing one for the moment so Remus let the thought die while conversation started up around the table. They were all laughing at a joke of Ron's when Bill came into the kitchen yawning, still in his pajamas.
At seeing the man's frazzled hair sticking Remus remembered when Harry had said something about inviting Bill to join them in sex. He sniggered raising several eyebrows, but just returned his eyes to his coffee.
Harry watched in mild amusement as Remus fought any rising laughter and flicked his gaze onto the raggedy haired Bill. It suddenly clicked in his head what was entertaining Remus and he to cover his snort of laughter up with a cough.
"Moony can you make me a coffee please?" He asked to cover up any more giggles.
Remus almost groaned and glared at Harry. Making Harry a cup of coffee meant standing beside of .. Bill !! The werewolf growled at his mate fondly and stood up shuffling over to stand by Bill at the coffee pot. Keeping the straightest face possible, but failing miserably Remus poured the coffee, "Good morning B-Bill." He said trying to cover up a laugh.
Harry stiffled a sudden laugh and giggled, burying his face into his folded arms as he shook with surpressed mirth. Ron watched him in confusion and he simply shook his head at him.
"Tell you later." he mouthed to him and returned to watching his future husband.
Bill looked weirdly at Remus and nodded that he was doing fine. With a smile that was too bright Remus clapped the man on the shoulder, "That's great." He wanted to add 'O Hairy One' but that would seem a little strange. He instead walked back over and sat down beside of his mate, putting the coffee infront of him.
Harry shook his head amused and sipped on the hot drink, humming contently when the warm liquid ran throw his body.
"Wonderful." He complimented and leant over to place a kiss upon Remus's cheek.
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Harry lay on his bed, the Order meeting now taking place downstairs so Remus had momentarily left him. He was only wearing a pair of black jeans and had was currently looking at the mirror placed upon the drawer.
Ever since he had taken on his panther form he started to notice some changes about his body. He stood and walked closer to the large mirror and leant his hands on the drawer top. He slowly lifted a hand and removed his glasses and actually smiled at his apperance.
His body, whilst never going to be hugely muscled, was toned enough from the years of Quidditch and his natural olive skin colouring seemed to make him appear that little more dark, His fine hips protruded over the top of his dark jeans. Without his glasses on he noticied his eyes shown a much more brilliant shade of green and he particularly liked the way his raven black hair hung over his eyes and rested gently on his high cat-like cheek bones.
He was suddenly struck by how much like _Sirius_ he apperead to be at the moment. He frowned slightly and looked harder, checking the door briefly should Remus walk in and see him looking at his own reflection.
When Harry had seen the young Sirius in Snape's pensieve he had held a dark beauty that captivated those around him, almost animal like. Now Harry seemed to have adopted the look only in a more feline manner, more dips and curves rather than a dogs strong and bold build.
He wandered vaguely if Remus was reminded of the young Sirius through Harry but he shook it off. Remus loved him for him and nothing would change that. Tall dark men just happened to be his taste and if he looked properly there were many differences between himself and Sirius. He quickly thought an apoligy to Sirius for even thinking such a jealous thing and tilted his head slightly to the side.
("Hmm maybe I should try contacts?") He thought vaguely before shrugging his shoulders and climbing back over to the bed where he had stretched out some homework earlier.
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Remus sat downstairs biting his cheek so that he wouldn't emit the yawn he could feel within himself. He knew that he really should get more sleep at night, but it was hard with Harry lying beside of him.
When the meeting was finally ajourned Remus took the steps three at a time and opened the door to his bedroom. Gasping when he saw Harry. The young man was only in pants and had laid his glasses aside. It was like a blow to the chest to see how closely Harry resembled Sirius. Except for the fact that Sirius had had dark blue velvety eyes, whereas Harry's were a vibrant green.
Remus quickly tried to cover, but his mind was blank , so ... he just stood there.
Harry looked up and smiled but it faltered at the look on the other man's face. He frowned in confusion and sat up indian-style on the bed.
"You alright Moony?" He asked tilting his head to the side slightly and reached for a dark purple shirt beside the bed to just throw over his shoulders, leaving it unbuttoned.
He stood and walked to the blonde man, tracing his cheek with a single digit and frowned a little more.
"You look like you've seen a ghost." He said looking into the golden eyes.
Remus swallowed and then his lungs reminded him that he needed air. He took a shaky breath and shook his head, his eyes finding solace in Harry's green, not blue, eyes. He managed a smile, "I-I'm fine .. it's just you .. nevermind." He said shaking his head and placing a warm kiss on Harry's forehead before going to his beside table to get his book.
Harry twisted his body slightly to watch the retreating form and a look of confusion clouded his eyes. Obviously something had spooked Remus and he wandered briefly if it was what he had thought earlier about himself and Sirius.
He hadn't meant to shake him up, he was just playing with a new look for his new life, and so he wanted to undo what he did, show Remus he was still Harry rather than a replica of his late lover.
Remus was sat on the edge of the bed staring at the white pages of the book when he felt something bump his knee.
Shadow gave a mournful purr and procedded to rub his head gently back and forth across the mans legs. He looked up with apoligetic eyes at his mate and gave a small purt. He placed his large paws on his thighs and sat on his hind legs.
The werewolf grinned at the large feline and scratched his chin his fingers vibrating from the loud purr that shook the cat's body. Remus looked at Shadow pointedly and when the animal disappeared and Harry was once again draped across his body Remus shook off the 'Sirius-Look-Alike' feeling and gave his mate a nervous but sweet kiss.
Harry pulled back slowly and still seeing the hesitant look in Remus's eyes he tucked his head under the werewolf's chin.
"I'm sorry...for what I'm not actually sure," he laughed slightly before continuing, "But I'm guessing it has something to do with this outfit. I guess I'll screw the contacts idea then? I just figured it wouldn't be such a hassle to take off my glasses everytime I kiss you."
He pulled back and rested his rear on his feet with a mournful look still gracing his features. He rubbed the mans thighs lovingly and then rested his forehead against the knees.
"I'm not helping with the whole moving on thing am I?" He said quietly.
Remus didn't answer he just gave a sad smile. And then for the first time since he had found Harry That voice spoke up.
'Sometimes I wonder if you really have any brain cells at all! You know you think Harry is gorgeous and your going to let past love keep you from telling him?!'
The werewolf almost wanted to laugh but he had an apology to make. He had made his mate sad. Remus wiggled down until he was lying beside Harry. He then propped his head up on one hand, "Yes you are helping me. Harry, if you hadn't of come along I would still be sitting in Sirius' room crying, but I'm not." Remus leant foreward and gave Harry a passion-filled kiss, "I like the new look. I was just .. surprised, and I rather like the idea of contacts. They don't hide your beautiful eyes."
Remus stroked Harry's cheek softly.
Harry felt as though his heart had began to float and he leant into the touch. He placed a hand over the warm hand on his face and stared into the enticing amber gaze he'd come to love.
"You always make me feel beautiful," He chuckled and closed his eyes, "It seems to be turning into a physical thing too though. I've never been so happy with my self."
The werewolf smiled, "Harry the first time you sat in my lap I knew this relationship was physical, but then you touched my heart and nothing else mattered." He scooted over and happily laid his head on Harry's chest.
Harry rolled his eyes playfully but he couldn't fight the blush that rose to his cheeks.
"Bloody hell we're mushy." He mumbled but placed a kiss on Remus's head anyways.
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"COME ON EVERYONE, WE'RE GOING TO BE LATE!"
Harry quickly stuffed his remaining clothes into his truck and grabbed it by one of the handles attempting to drag it out of the room. Luckily Remus came back through the door and lifted the overside.
"Thanks Moony." Harry panted with a smile and they both lead the way downstairs to the now tutting Mrs Weasley.
"Every year we rush about, no one ever gets ready when I tell them too. You set Harry dear?" She said smiling at Harry as Remus helped him put on his coat.
"Lets see checklist, Clothes, check, books, check,wand.."Harry fumbled in his robes until he felt the wooden weapon and smiled, "Check, My Werewolf, check." He grinned cheekily up at Remus who rolled his eyes and blushed lightly.
Eventually everyone had piled onto the Knight Bus ("Oh crap." Ron muttered) and Harry settled onto a bench like chair next to Remus, catching him every time he flew forwards.
"Why are you so used to this?" Remus grumbled as he climbed back into his seat for the fourth time.
"Ran away in third year and you guys were there in our fifth."
They finally reached the Train Station and it bustled with people going in and out.
All the kids and Remus found trolleys and after many secreative slips into the station wall they finally stood on Platform 9 3/4.
Remus just stood for a moment transported back in time by the hustle and bustle of the crowd. He could remember the first time he slipped through the gate and onto the platform. He also remembered the two gorgeous black-haired boys who invited him to sit with them.
At the tap on Remus shoulder his eyes came back to focus with the here and now and he smiled over at Harry, "Just taking a quick jog through memory lane."
The Weasley's, Harry, and Remus all dragged their trunks up onto the train and Remus followed Harry, Ron, and now the present Hermione back to the last cart. He smiled remembering the last time he was here. It was when he was coming to teach in Harry's third year. My how things had changed.
"Hermione, God we've missed you this summer." Harry said embrassing his female friend who laughed and returned the gesture.
"It was rather dull without you too." She said chuckilng slightly. "Nobody to be uteerly useless with girls." She teased and Harry suddenly froze as he remembered that Hermione still didn't know about himself and Remus.
"And always will be." He said slowly and as Ron, Ginny and Remus settled into a campartment Harry pulled her outside briefly.
"Listen, Hermione......." He took a low bracing breathe before continuing, "I..discovered.... a few things over the holidays, one being that I swing both ways." Harry looked at Hermione's stunned face and rushed on to explain himself. "Well it kind of makes sense I mean you said yourself that I was hopeless with girls and I ......"
"Harry Harry Breathe, I don't care if your gay." Hermione said smiling slightly and Harry took her advice and breathed happily.
"Oh thank Merlin, I was really worried that me dating Remus would...."
"Whoa back up." She said sharply and Harry suddenly felt very small under her gaze.
"What do you mean 'Me dating Remus?' Remus as in Professor Remus Lupin?" She asked slowly.
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Remus looked around the compartment with an eyebrow quirked. Sensing his mate's tense feelings but not being able to see him, "Where is Harry?" He asked Ron. The red-head pointed back towards the end of the compartment, and Remus walked back to find Hermione starring at Harry like he had sprouted wings.
"Eh, am I interupting something?"
Harry whipped his head round at the wonderfully familiar voice and his panic increased in quantity.
("Wrong possible time, wrong bloody possible time. Remy, move she'd not going to be quiet mush longer!") He thought urgently and in vain as Remus of course could hear nothing of what he was thinking.
But too late, Hermione turned forcefully to face Lupin and came to stand not that far from him.
"Harry says that he's dating Remus, but surely he can't mean you?" Sha said in a far too calm manner. "I mean....well, your Remus Lupin....Best friend of his fathers, a Professor and almost 20 years older than him. So....is there another Remus that I have yet to meet or am I about to hear something that I'm sure you feel is wrong." She said still in that frightengly calm voice very reminescent to McGonagoll's displinery voice.
Remus looked at Hermione stunned for a moment., "What?" At her pointed glare the werewolf shook his head, "Let me see if I can sum this up ... Yes, I am Remus Lupin, best friend of James Potter, some 20 years older then Harry, and no you are not going to meet another Remus. I am the only one." He smirked at her plain shock, "Hermione, I know that in your third year Snape made your class look up information on werewolves .. did you read about their mates?"
The Gryffindor nodded and then her mouth dropped, "You can't be serious!"
Remus went and stood behind Harry tenderly putting his arms around him and looking at Hermione, giving her her answer.
Harry tensed slightly but leaned back into the embrace. Hermione was opening and closing her mouth slightly and shook her head gently from side to side.
"Harry, please tell me your joking." She almost pleaded and Harry unwrapped himself from the safety of Remus's arms.
"I know this is difficult to understand but I really care for him Hermione." He went to place a hand upon his arms but she pulled back violently and Harry felt the pain cross his features and Hermione felt guilty almost instantly. Even if she didn't agree she didn't want to cause Harry pain, he was the first out of Ron and him to be her friend after all.
"Harry," She said tentavily and took his hand in his, "I just......I don't understand." He gaze flickered to Remus and she spoke to him, "You have to understand, its not so much the age gap, my Auntie Linda is always having older men, but it's....Your Mr Potter's friend, you helped babysit Harry. Something in me just....Look I'm going to need time to think, I'm sorry."
And she squeezed Harry's hand before walking off towards the prefect compartment, leaving a slightly glassy eyed Harry in her wake.
Remus winced at Hermione's leave and frowned at his mate's hurting emotions. The werewolf kissed the shell of Harry's ear, "I'm sorry Harry. I'm sorry that I'm causing Hermione to turn away from you. I know that you two were .. are good friends."
"No," He said quietly with his head hung, "She isn't really turning away......it's a little more complicated then that. She was raised a muggle Remus and so was I. Generally in that world older relationships are frowned upon and homosexuality is still on unsettled grounds. Combine the two and..." He sighed and ran his hand through his hair, "I know whats getting at her which makes it worse."
He sighed again and turned to the older man looking more tired then he ever had in all his teenage years.
"I'll talk to her alone later." He vowed aloud and with a small smile at Remus he lead the way back into the compartment.
Remus, feeling as though he had been dismissed and not very helpful, followed Harry back to the compartment and hesitated. "Eh, I'm going to go to the Professor's compartment." Without further explaination he left the Trio, alone.
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Harry dragged his trunk slowly around the corridors after the sorting ceremony had finished and yet he still couldn't work out where Remus's room was.
He sighed frustrated as the day began to pile up accompinied by the stress of finding his way. Dropping the trunk with an angry thud he sat upon it and stubbornly crossed his arms.
"Screw Hermione, screw public acceptance and screw sleeping in a room, I'll use the corridor!" He huffed loudly and squint frowned at the wall opposite him when he finally noticied it, the tiny doorknob intergrated into the pattern on the wall.
Raising an eyebrow he moved to it and clicking it clockwise the door swung open to reveal a fully furnished common room. For a moment he didn't move.
"Could of given me a map." He muttered still a little pissed off.
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Remus sighed **Yes the feast is over!** After spending time with Harry at Grimmauld Place he had really come to enjoy just being alone, them and the Weasleys. When he reached the corridor he muttered, "Screw." and the door knob appeared. When he entered he found Harry, still slightly angry, staring into the fire.
"Oh good! You found it and figured out the password, I didn't know if you would." Remus said happily.
Harry frowned and all but muttered "Password?What password?".
Remus's eyebrows rose and he seemed a little confused. "The Password to get in "Screw.""
Harry frowned again but this time there was amusement mixed in.
"Screw?...screw." He slapped his hand to his forehead and laughed out loud. "Screw them, ugh, nice guess Harry." He said to himself and then shook his head happily. He turned to Remus who was watching him as though he'd finally cracked.
"Nevermind." He sighed with a slight chuckle.
Remus shook his head and came to sit down with his mate, "Are you sure you're ok, mate?" At Harry's teasing glare the werewolf growled lovingly and pulled Harry close to him whispering in his ear, "Have you looked at the bedroom yet?"
Harry raised an eyebrow and shook his head, "No I haven't, why?"
The older man rose and extended his hand to the Gryffindor, "Come on." Harry took Remus' outstretched hand and was gentle led to the bed room, where large candles created the light, and shades of burgandy ran through the room. Creating a warm feeling that Harry reveled in.
Remus leaned close and whispered in Harry's ear, "There is something on your pillow."
Harry finally noticed that on the right side of the bed there was a small silver box placed in the middle of his pillow. With a slow grin he walked over and opened the box, gasping as he brought out a silver ring with black onyx stones that read, "Shadow." inscribed on the inside were the words, "Take me gently, Break my chains, Remove my fears, Let trust remain."
Harry cradled the ring gently in his palm and examined it further with misty eyes. He swallowed thickly and turned to the smiling man behind him.
"Oh my god." He breathed out quietly and went over to Remus, tucking his head under his chin and just standing in his embrace.
"Thank you." He said, his voice a little lush with unshed tears. This day was finally starting to be one of his best.
Remus' smile grew even large at Harry's reaction, he pulled back from the embrace though, "Hold on, there is one more thing." The werewolf once again took Harry's hand, but this time led him back to the common room, kneeling down before the fire. He slowly slipped off the ring that Sirius had given him, after placing a gentle kiss on it he tossed it into the fire where it exploded and the flames went a deep blue before returning to normal.
He turned around and kissed Harry deeply, "I'm all yours."
Harry watched the display tearfully and gave a happy sob when he heard those words. He loved Sirius like a father, a brother but to know he had willingly told Remus to take him as his own filled Harry with an overwhelming happiness.
He moved forward suddenly and crushed his lips against the older mans. He ignored the tears that feel from his tightly closed eyes and the way they feel onto Remus's pale cheeks. Everything fell away, Hermione, the school, everything.
He moved his lips against the velvety ones until he finally had to pull away for breath.
Remus smiled at Harry, immediately liking the boy's reaction, "I love you Harry." The werewolf inhaled and ran his hand up Harry's neck and into his thick black hair. Loving the way the silky strands ran against his fingers.
Harry leant his head forward slightly and closed his eyes blissfully. He let Remus run his fingers through the hair at the nape of his neck. He tilted it back after a few more massages and then gazed into the beautiful amber eyes before him.
"Your gorgeous." He stated simply and placing his hand on the back of Lupin's head he brought him down into another bruising kiss.
Hope you guys enjoy!
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The Gift
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It had been almost two weeks since Remus had proposed to Harry and he still couldn't help breaking into a smile when he woke up and saw the blonde hair toussled upon the pillow next to him.
He was currently led beside him, stroking strands out of his sleeping lovers face and watching as the calm rising sun slowly crept up onto the pale features. He blew at a strand gently and smiled when Remus twitched but didn't wake.
He had recently taken to recording everything about their relationship in a simialr manner to the Marauder Diary he's been reading. He placed his thoughts, pictures, poems and everything else that Remus inspired within him. Watching him like this though, the sun kissing the beautiful skin and his lips slightly parted as he lay blissfully in their bed, made him want to write it all down again and so, his pendant Remus had given him swinging slightly on his neck, he reached under the bed and pulled out a leather black book which had a raised celtic design of a moon and wolf.
He picked up a quill and checking Remus was still asleep, slipped on his glasses, lay on his stomach with the book propped up on his pillow and throwing one more glance at his werewolf for inspiration began to write.
"A touch of skin soft and slippery,
With the hint of hint of sweat.
We fought our resistance beneath the cool sheets,
As the wind flowed from the window above us.
Eyes met briefly and begged for the chance,
To abandon all of our uncertainties.
You began your work on my lips,
Probing gently as if drawing sex,
From a deep well of longing and need.
Then heated tongues met in the midst,
Of hot and quickening breath.
And greedily we drank the wine of our lusts.
Then intoxicated with those spirits,
Our clothes found resting place on the floor.
Piece by piece,
Until there were no hiding places,
For the two glistening and wanting bodies.
Hunger revealed in this hot moment.
Then skin meshed with skin,
As the floor became the stage.
You moved atop of me easily,
And lowered yourself gently.
Kissing me as I was filled with you.
As a gasp broke the kiss,
Your hands stroked the stray strands,
Away from my forehead, then became entangled.
Our slow rhythm gave way,
To urgent and demanding thrusts of passion,
As I arched my body for your comfort,
And you threw me into ecstasy,
With the strength of your blows.
You left me screaming and soaked,
In oblivion again and again,
As you growled my name from the back of your throat,
And our bodies both demanded more,
Each giving to the other,
High on the fluids of foreign substance.
I grasped, then released you,
Grasped then released you,
In effort to relieve you of your control.
The taste of your skin between my lips,
Was like no other.
To hear your cry of mercy,
When my teeth met your warm skin,
Was more breathtaking than you knew.
Yet I still released the control to you.
As you wound your hands in my hair,
And pulled until the flesh on my neck was taut,
You moved with one final and breaking blow,
Forcing our way to the peaks of bliss,
Leaving our screams to echo on like battle cries.
I welcomed the weight of you to crush me,
As you collapsed on top of me,
Still hot and burning,
And I glowing like an ember,
Casting a welcome light,
Should you seek my gifts again."
He scanned it over and blew on it to dry the ink when he felt Remus's mind waking up. He turned to him and sub-counciously placed the rather erotic poem on the bedside table.
Remus opened his eyes and smiled to see Harry watching him. The werewolf just couldn't get over the feeling that every morning of his life he would wake up like this. Looking at his Shadow. He reached his hand up and gently traced Harry's jaw, "Good morning." He said his voice still gruff with sleep.
Harry closed his eyes and leant into the hand upon his face. He slipped his glasses off and after placing them on the bedside he kissed Remus with a happy moan. He slide his hand over the bare chest and felt arousal taking over again as his mind slipped back to the poem.
He pulled away blushing and coughed to cover up any more moans. He smirked as he shuffled the sheets around his waist to hide anything that may cause his Fiance to 'let out the animal' when he was feeling rather peckish.
"So what do you want for breakfact lover?" He asked innocently.
Remus hadn't been alive for 38 years for nothing, and he felt the rise in Harry's emotions. With a growl he placed a long soft kiss in the crook of Harry's neck, "Flip on breakfast, Harry, you taste much better." he said against Harry's skin.
Harry leant his head back and let out a small whimper of pleasure.
("Oh who am I kidding, I've already lost!") He thought cheerfully and pulled the lilthe form to him and they both whooped in shock as they tumbled out of the bed.
They lay on the floor laughing and both looked at each other as they said in unison, "3...2...1.." And then a knocking from downstairs started almost instantly accompanied by Molly Weasley's voice. They both cracked up again and resumed kissing.
Remus didn't bother moving back up to the bed the sheets had fallen around them creating a pallet of sorts. Once again showing his dominance he straddled Harry rocking his hips slightly as he kissed the soft skin around Harry's ears and under his chin.
Harry moaned rather loudly and dropped his head back to give his Fiance better accsess. He may have been to loud as the knocking started again and Harry's eyes flew open.
"Oh for the love of...." And he angrily pounded the floor to respond to the knocks, waited briefly in the silence until they started up again and Harry again banged against the floor.
"How the hell did she have so many kids, all she seems to do is kill the mood." He grumpled a little peeved and turned back to the man on top of him who was shaking with stifled laughs.
Harry smiled cheekily and sat up to kiss the smooth lips of his lover. They were just getting back into it when a loud rumble came from Harry's stomach and they broke apart laughing.
Remus just shook his head with a smile and helped his lover from the floor. Both dressed in comfortable cargo pants, Harry pulling on a black sweater and Remus pulling on a red one.
The stairs rumbled as they ascended, racing to the bottom as two children would.
Ron quirked an amused eyebrow as they both fell into the kitchen and instantly feigned innocence whilst sitting themselves down. Remus stood briefly to make a coffee over by a smirking Mr. Weasley and Ron nudged Harry slightly to get his attention.
"Has he got you a ring yet?" He whispered and smiled cheekily.
"Ron I don't care about no ring, I'm engaged to him thats enough for me." He said with a huge smile creeping once more upon his face.
Remus quirked his eyebrow at Harry as he took a sip of black coffee but just received an angelic smile from Harry. He didn't trust him for a minute. Yes the werewolf had his mate a ring already, but he hadn't yet decided if he wanted to let him go ahead and wear it or keep it secret, keep it safe, until the wedding day.
Harry seemed perfectly happy without wearing one for the moment so Remus let the thought die while conversation started up around the table. They were all laughing at a joke of Ron's when Bill came into the kitchen yawning, still in his pajamas.
At seeing the man's frazzled hair sticking Remus remembered when Harry had said something about inviting Bill to join them in sex. He sniggered raising several eyebrows, but just returned his eyes to his coffee.
Harry watched in mild amusement as Remus fought any rising laughter and flicked his gaze onto the raggedy haired Bill. It suddenly clicked in his head what was entertaining Remus and he to cover his snort of laughter up with a cough.
"Moony can you make me a coffee please?" He asked to cover up any more giggles.
Remus almost groaned and glared at Harry. Making Harry a cup of coffee meant standing beside of .. Bill !! The werewolf growled at his mate fondly and stood up shuffling over to stand by Bill at the coffee pot. Keeping the straightest face possible, but failing miserably Remus poured the coffee, "Good morning B-Bill." He said trying to cover up a laugh.
Harry stiffled a sudden laugh and giggled, burying his face into his folded arms as he shook with surpressed mirth. Ron watched him in confusion and he simply shook his head at him.
"Tell you later." he mouthed to him and returned to watching his future husband.
Bill looked weirdly at Remus and nodded that he was doing fine. With a smile that was too bright Remus clapped the man on the shoulder, "That's great." He wanted to add 'O Hairy One' but that would seem a little strange. He instead walked back over and sat down beside of his mate, putting the coffee infront of him.
Harry shook his head amused and sipped on the hot drink, humming contently when the warm liquid ran throw his body.
"Wonderful." He complimented and leant over to place a kiss upon Remus's cheek.
~*~
Harry lay on his bed, the Order meeting now taking place downstairs so Remus had momentarily left him. He was only wearing a pair of black jeans and had was currently looking at the mirror placed upon the drawer.
Ever since he had taken on his panther form he started to notice some changes about his body. He stood and walked closer to the large mirror and leant his hands on the drawer top. He slowly lifted a hand and removed his glasses and actually smiled at his apperance.
His body, whilst never going to be hugely muscled, was toned enough from the years of Quidditch and his natural olive skin colouring seemed to make him appear that little more dark, His fine hips protruded over the top of his dark jeans. Without his glasses on he noticied his eyes shown a much more brilliant shade of green and he particularly liked the way his raven black hair hung over his eyes and rested gently on his high cat-like cheek bones.
He was suddenly struck by how much like _Sirius_ he apperead to be at the moment. He frowned slightly and looked harder, checking the door briefly should Remus walk in and see him looking at his own reflection.
When Harry had seen the young Sirius in Snape's pensieve he had held a dark beauty that captivated those around him, almost animal like. Now Harry seemed to have adopted the look only in a more feline manner, more dips and curves rather than a dogs strong and bold build.
He wandered vaguely if Remus was reminded of the young Sirius through Harry but he shook it off. Remus loved him for him and nothing would change that. Tall dark men just happened to be his taste and if he looked properly there were many differences between himself and Sirius. He quickly thought an apoligy to Sirius for even thinking such a jealous thing and tilted his head slightly to the side.
("Hmm maybe I should try contacts?") He thought vaguely before shrugging his shoulders and climbing back over to the bed where he had stretched out some homework earlier.
~*~
Remus sat downstairs biting his cheek so that he wouldn't emit the yawn he could feel within himself. He knew that he really should get more sleep at night, but it was hard with Harry lying beside of him.
When the meeting was finally ajourned Remus took the steps three at a time and opened the door to his bedroom. Gasping when he saw Harry. The young man was only in pants and had laid his glasses aside. It was like a blow to the chest to see how closely Harry resembled Sirius. Except for the fact that Sirius had had dark blue velvety eyes, whereas Harry's were a vibrant green.
Remus quickly tried to cover, but his mind was blank , so ... he just stood there.
Harry looked up and smiled but it faltered at the look on the other man's face. He frowned in confusion and sat up indian-style on the bed.
"You alright Moony?" He asked tilting his head to the side slightly and reached for a dark purple shirt beside the bed to just throw over his shoulders, leaving it unbuttoned.
He stood and walked to the blonde man, tracing his cheek with a single digit and frowned a little more.
"You look like you've seen a ghost." He said looking into the golden eyes.
Remus swallowed and then his lungs reminded him that he needed air. He took a shaky breath and shook his head, his eyes finding solace in Harry's green, not blue, eyes. He managed a smile, "I-I'm fine .. it's just you .. nevermind." He said shaking his head and placing a warm kiss on Harry's forehead before going to his beside table to get his book.
Harry twisted his body slightly to watch the retreating form and a look of confusion clouded his eyes. Obviously something had spooked Remus and he wandered briefly if it was what he had thought earlier about himself and Sirius.
He hadn't meant to shake him up, he was just playing with a new look for his new life, and so he wanted to undo what he did, show Remus he was still Harry rather than a replica of his late lover.
Remus was sat on the edge of the bed staring at the white pages of the book when he felt something bump his knee.
Shadow gave a mournful purr and procedded to rub his head gently back and forth across the mans legs. He looked up with apoligetic eyes at his mate and gave a small purt. He placed his large paws on his thighs and sat on his hind legs.
The werewolf grinned at the large feline and scratched his chin his fingers vibrating from the loud purr that shook the cat's body. Remus looked at Shadow pointedly and when the animal disappeared and Harry was once again draped across his body Remus shook off the 'Sirius-Look-Alike' feeling and gave his mate a nervous but sweet kiss.
Harry pulled back slowly and still seeing the hesitant look in Remus's eyes he tucked his head under the werewolf's chin.
"I'm sorry...for what I'm not actually sure," he laughed slightly before continuing, "But I'm guessing it has something to do with this outfit. I guess I'll screw the contacts idea then? I just figured it wouldn't be such a hassle to take off my glasses everytime I kiss you."
He pulled back and rested his rear on his feet with a mournful look still gracing his features. He rubbed the mans thighs lovingly and then rested his forehead against the knees.
"I'm not helping with the whole moving on thing am I?" He said quietly.
Remus didn't answer he just gave a sad smile. And then for the first time since he had found Harry That voice spoke up.
'Sometimes I wonder if you really have any brain cells at all! You know you think Harry is gorgeous and your going to let past love keep you from telling him?!'
The werewolf almost wanted to laugh but he had an apology to make. He had made his mate sad. Remus wiggled down until he was lying beside Harry. He then propped his head up on one hand, "Yes you are helping me. Harry, if you hadn't of come along I would still be sitting in Sirius' room crying, but I'm not." Remus leant foreward and gave Harry a passion-filled kiss, "I like the new look. I was just .. surprised, and I rather like the idea of contacts. They don't hide your beautiful eyes."
Remus stroked Harry's cheek softly.
Harry felt as though his heart had began to float and he leant into the touch. He placed a hand over the warm hand on his face and stared into the enticing amber gaze he'd come to love.
"You always make me feel beautiful," He chuckled and closed his eyes, "It seems to be turning into a physical thing too though. I've never been so happy with my self."
The werewolf smiled, "Harry the first time you sat in my lap I knew this relationship was physical, but then you touched my heart and nothing else mattered." He scooted over and happily laid his head on Harry's chest.
Harry rolled his eyes playfully but he couldn't fight the blush that rose to his cheeks.
"Bloody hell we're mushy." He mumbled but placed a kiss on Remus's head anyways.
~*~
"COME ON EVERYONE, WE'RE GOING TO BE LATE!"
Harry quickly stuffed his remaining clothes into his truck and grabbed it by one of the handles attempting to drag it out of the room. Luckily Remus came back through the door and lifted the overside.
"Thanks Moony." Harry panted with a smile and they both lead the way downstairs to the now tutting Mrs Weasley.
"Every year we rush about, no one ever gets ready when I tell them too. You set Harry dear?" She said smiling at Harry as Remus helped him put on his coat.
"Lets see checklist, Clothes, check, books, check,wand.."Harry fumbled in his robes until he felt the wooden weapon and smiled, "Check, My Werewolf, check." He grinned cheekily up at Remus who rolled his eyes and blushed lightly.
Eventually everyone had piled onto the Knight Bus ("Oh crap." Ron muttered) and Harry settled onto a bench like chair next to Remus, catching him every time he flew forwards.
"Why are you so used to this?" Remus grumbled as he climbed back into his seat for the fourth time.
"Ran away in third year and you guys were there in our fifth."
They finally reached the Train Station and it bustled with people going in and out.
All the kids and Remus found trolleys and after many secreative slips into the station wall they finally stood on Platform 9 3/4.
Remus just stood for a moment transported back in time by the hustle and bustle of the crowd. He could remember the first time he slipped through the gate and onto the platform. He also remembered the two gorgeous black-haired boys who invited him to sit with them.
At the tap on Remus shoulder his eyes came back to focus with the here and now and he smiled over at Harry, "Just taking a quick jog through memory lane."
The Weasley's, Harry, and Remus all dragged their trunks up onto the train and Remus followed Harry, Ron, and now the present Hermione back to the last cart. He smiled remembering the last time he was here. It was when he was coming to teach in Harry's third year. My how things had changed.
"Hermione, God we've missed you this summer." Harry said embrassing his female friend who laughed and returned the gesture.
"It was rather dull without you too." She said chuckilng slightly. "Nobody to be uteerly useless with girls." She teased and Harry suddenly froze as he remembered that Hermione still didn't know about himself and Remus.
"And always will be." He said slowly and as Ron, Ginny and Remus settled into a campartment Harry pulled her outside briefly.
"Listen, Hermione......." He took a low bracing breathe before continuing, "I..discovered.... a few things over the holidays, one being that I swing both ways." Harry looked at Hermione's stunned face and rushed on to explain himself. "Well it kind of makes sense I mean you said yourself that I was hopeless with girls and I ......"
"Harry Harry Breathe, I don't care if your gay." Hermione said smiling slightly and Harry took her advice and breathed happily.
"Oh thank Merlin, I was really worried that me dating Remus would...."
"Whoa back up." She said sharply and Harry suddenly felt very small under her gaze.
"What do you mean 'Me dating Remus?' Remus as in Professor Remus Lupin?" She asked slowly.
~*~
Remus looked around the compartment with an eyebrow quirked. Sensing his mate's tense feelings but not being able to see him, "Where is Harry?" He asked Ron. The red-head pointed back towards the end of the compartment, and Remus walked back to find Hermione starring at Harry like he had sprouted wings.
"Eh, am I interupting something?"
Harry whipped his head round at the wonderfully familiar voice and his panic increased in quantity.
("Wrong possible time, wrong bloody possible time. Remy, move she'd not going to be quiet mush longer!") He thought urgently and in vain as Remus of course could hear nothing of what he was thinking.
But too late, Hermione turned forcefully to face Lupin and came to stand not that far from him.
"Harry says that he's dating Remus, but surely he can't mean you?" Sha said in a far too calm manner. "I mean....well, your Remus Lupin....Best friend of his fathers, a Professor and almost 20 years older than him. So....is there another Remus that I have yet to meet or am I about to hear something that I'm sure you feel is wrong." She said still in that frightengly calm voice very reminescent to McGonagoll's displinery voice.
Remus looked at Hermione stunned for a moment., "What?" At her pointed glare the werewolf shook his head, "Let me see if I can sum this up ... Yes, I am Remus Lupin, best friend of James Potter, some 20 years older then Harry, and no you are not going to meet another Remus. I am the only one." He smirked at her plain shock, "Hermione, I know that in your third year Snape made your class look up information on werewolves .. did you read about their mates?"
The Gryffindor nodded and then her mouth dropped, "You can't be serious!"
Remus went and stood behind Harry tenderly putting his arms around him and looking at Hermione, giving her her answer.
Harry tensed slightly but leaned back into the embrace. Hermione was opening and closing her mouth slightly and shook her head gently from side to side.
"Harry, please tell me your joking." She almost pleaded and Harry unwrapped himself from the safety of Remus's arms.
"I know this is difficult to understand but I really care for him Hermione." He went to place a hand upon his arms but she pulled back violently and Harry felt the pain cross his features and Hermione felt guilty almost instantly. Even if she didn't agree she didn't want to cause Harry pain, he was the first out of Ron and him to be her friend after all.
"Harry," She said tentavily and took his hand in his, "I just......I don't understand." He gaze flickered to Remus and she spoke to him, "You have to understand, its not so much the age gap, my Auntie Linda is always having older men, but it's....Your Mr Potter's friend, you helped babysit Harry. Something in me just....Look I'm going to need time to think, I'm sorry."
And she squeezed Harry's hand before walking off towards the prefect compartment, leaving a slightly glassy eyed Harry in her wake.
Remus winced at Hermione's leave and frowned at his mate's hurting emotions. The werewolf kissed the shell of Harry's ear, "I'm sorry Harry. I'm sorry that I'm causing Hermione to turn away from you. I know that you two were .. are good friends."
"No," He said quietly with his head hung, "She isn't really turning away......it's a little more complicated then that. She was raised a muggle Remus and so was I. Generally in that world older relationships are frowned upon and homosexuality is still on unsettled grounds. Combine the two and..." He sighed and ran his hand through his hair, "I know whats getting at her which makes it worse."
He sighed again and turned to the older man looking more tired then he ever had in all his teenage years.
"I'll talk to her alone later." He vowed aloud and with a small smile at Remus he lead the way back into the compartment.
Remus, feeling as though he had been dismissed and not very helpful, followed Harry back to the compartment and hesitated. "Eh, I'm going to go to the Professor's compartment." Without further explaination he left the Trio, alone.
~*~
Harry dragged his trunk slowly around the corridors after the sorting ceremony had finished and yet he still couldn't work out where Remus's room was.
He sighed frustrated as the day began to pile up accompinied by the stress of finding his way. Dropping the trunk with an angry thud he sat upon it and stubbornly crossed his arms.
"Screw Hermione, screw public acceptance and screw sleeping in a room, I'll use the corridor!" He huffed loudly and squint frowned at the wall opposite him when he finally noticied it, the tiny doorknob intergrated into the pattern on the wall.
Raising an eyebrow he moved to it and clicking it clockwise the door swung open to reveal a fully furnished common room. For a moment he didn't move.
"Could of given me a map." He muttered still a little pissed off.
~*~
Remus sighed **Yes the feast is over!** After spending time with Harry at Grimmauld Place he had really come to enjoy just being alone, them and the Weasleys. When he reached the corridor he muttered, "Screw." and the door knob appeared. When he entered he found Harry, still slightly angry, staring into the fire.
"Oh good! You found it and figured out the password, I didn't know if you would." Remus said happily.
Harry frowned and all but muttered "Password?What password?".
Remus's eyebrows rose and he seemed a little confused. "The Password to get in "Screw.""
Harry frowned again but this time there was amusement mixed in.
"Screw?...screw." He slapped his hand to his forehead and laughed out loud. "Screw them, ugh, nice guess Harry." He said to himself and then shook his head happily. He turned to Remus who was watching him as though he'd finally cracked.
"Nevermind." He sighed with a slight chuckle.
Remus shook his head and came to sit down with his mate, "Are you sure you're ok, mate?" At Harry's teasing glare the werewolf growled lovingly and pulled Harry close to him whispering in his ear, "Have you looked at the bedroom yet?"
Harry raised an eyebrow and shook his head, "No I haven't, why?"
The older man rose and extended his hand to the Gryffindor, "Come on." Harry took Remus' outstretched hand and was gentle led to the bed room, where large candles created the light, and shades of burgandy ran through the room. Creating a warm feeling that Harry reveled in.
Remus leaned close and whispered in Harry's ear, "There is something on your pillow."
Harry finally noticed that on the right side of the bed there was a small silver box placed in the middle of his pillow. With a slow grin he walked over and opened the box, gasping as he brought out a silver ring with black onyx stones that read, "Shadow." inscribed on the inside were the words, "Take me gently, Break my chains, Remove my fears, Let trust remain."
Harry cradled the ring gently in his palm and examined it further with misty eyes. He swallowed thickly and turned to the smiling man behind him.
"Oh my god." He breathed out quietly and went over to Remus, tucking his head under his chin and just standing in his embrace.
"Thank you." He said, his voice a little lush with unshed tears. This day was finally starting to be one of his best.
Remus' smile grew even large at Harry's reaction, he pulled back from the embrace though, "Hold on, there is one more thing." The werewolf once again took Harry's hand, but this time led him back to the common room, kneeling down before the fire. He slowly slipped off the ring that Sirius had given him, after placing a gentle kiss on it he tossed it into the fire where it exploded and the flames went a deep blue before returning to normal.
He turned around and kissed Harry deeply, "I'm all yours."
Harry watched the display tearfully and gave a happy sob when he heard those words. He loved Sirius like a father, a brother but to know he had willingly told Remus to take him as his own filled Harry with an overwhelming happiness.
He moved forward suddenly and crushed his lips against the older mans. He ignored the tears that feel from his tightly closed eyes and the way they feel onto Remus's pale cheeks. Everything fell away, Hermione, the school, everything.
He moved his lips against the velvety ones until he finally had to pull away for breath.
Remus smiled at Harry, immediately liking the boy's reaction, "I love you Harry." The werewolf inhaled and ran his hand up Harry's neck and into his thick black hair. Loving the way the silky strands ran against his fingers.
Harry leant his head forward slightly and closed his eyes blissfully. He let Remus run his fingers through the hair at the nape of his neck. He tilted it back after a few more massages and then gazed into the beautiful amber eyes before him.
"Your gorgeous." He stated simply and placing his hand on the back of Lupin's head he brought him down into another bruising kiss.